In the Long Run

The little town in which I live is small, but has a lot of character and heart. The people who reside here are friendly, mostly conservative people, who love their country, and yes, their guns, and their religion too.

Some pictures from our recent rodeo parade reflect the values and attitude of the people in my community, who proudly stand when the United States flag passes by, and cheer enthusiastically for floats carrying servicemen and women. We are grateful for the freedom to creatively express our political, religious, and social opinions in the simple, but very public venue of a summer parade.

This parade had all the usual features, and a couple of unique elements as well—vintage cars, horse-drawn buggies and wagons, bands, horse patrols, service organizations, Klydesdales, pooper scooper crews, clowns, police cars and fire trucks, pink piggy bankers, stumping politicians and poised beauty queens, farm implements, waving kids, a mechanical bull, and even a live camel. The parade was not elaborate, but reminded me of the reasons why I happily live in this small Western town, and why I am proud to be an American.

Posted by Cyppy at 3:06 PM